Rebirth of the Routine King

After leaving the bar door, Wang Yan saw Hu Shishi chasing after him.

"I'm sorry Wang Yan..."

Wang Yan knew why she apologized, it was because she didn't say anything to stop Li Xiao's inappropriate behavior.

"As long as you know you're wrong, don't yell at me when we meet again in the future. I'm a fucking big boss. I want to save face, okay?"

Seeing that Wang Yan deliberately put aside the focus and seemed to have no affect on his mood, Hu Shishi breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily: "Who asked you to come so late..."

Song Zhiwen was in a very low mood, holding Wang Yan's arm and looking at the ground. Hu Shishi wanted to comfort her with a few words, but was stopped by Wang Yan.

At this time, Wen Shuyao also walked out of the bar.

Wang Yan didn't want to talk to this tiger girl, so he immediately got into the Hummer and pressed the horn to say hello to her.

Wen Shuyao didn't take it seriously, with a playful smile on her lips as she watched Wang Yan move away.

in the car,

One of Wang Yan's hands was holding the steering wheel, and the other injured hand was held in Song Zhiwen's palm.

"Are you still sad? Don't take it to heart, that guy is just a gangster. If I hadn't been worried about Chu Zhongqing, I would have beaten him black and blue to vent my anger for you!"

The corners of Song Zhiwen's mouth curled up, and there was a forced smile on her face.

"Wang Yan, have we broken up with Chu Zhongqing? In the future...will he cause trouble for you?"

Although she was innocent, she also saw something fishy in it, including Chu Zhongqing's attitude and Wang Yan's tone before leaving.

Wang Yan did not answer for a while. Until today, he thought that even if he broke up with Chu Zhongqing, he would not suffer revenge from him, because he always had a kind of pride and did not bother to use some tricks secretly.

But after seeing with his own eyes that he borrowed Li Xiao's knife to kill his own heart, he was not sure again for a moment.

Naturally, he would not say these things to make Song Zhiwen worried. He immediately said with a smile: "It's not really a breakup, it's just a little estrangement. Maybe we can make up after a meal one day."

He said with some emotion: "If this guy is really the same as me, it will really be his loss. He helped me so much in the early stage, and I haven't even begun to repay him!"

In fact, Chu Zhongqing did not help him very much. He only helped him clear the loan roadblocks.

For Wang Yan, this busyness is unnecessary.

Without Chu Zhongqing's speed boost, he would still have risen, but it would just be delayed a little longer.

As a reborn person, I never worry about making money. There are plenty of opportunities to make money from real estate, stocks, and market trends.

Even so, Wang Yan also valued this love.

After a while, Song Zhiwen asked again: "What about...that person? His background seems to be more powerful than Chu Zhongqing!"

Wang Yan snorted contemptuously: "He is just a good reincarnation. Without his father, he is nothing!"

After saying that, he gave Song Zhiwen a warm smile: "Little mosquito, do you believe that if you give me another year and a half, not to mention Li Xiao, even he will not dare to provoke me easily?"

Song Zhiwen finally showed a comfortable smile, her eyebrows curved: "I believe it!"

...

Returning to the villa community, Wang Yan saw Wang Dacai standing at the door, and he laughed and said: "Old Wang, why are you so sneaky? I thought there was a beggar standing at the door!"

Wang Dacai said angrily: "Your mother insisted on letting me go downstairs to see if you were back! You said you were the same, and you were still out drinking at such a late hour! It didn't make your mother worry at all."

Wang Yan did not reveal his pretense of expressing concern through others. He held Song Zhiwen's hand, put his arm around Wang Dacai's shoulders, and walked towards the villa with a smile.

As for the unhappiness and regret brought by Zhongqing Li Xiaochu, they also disappeared in a burst of laughter.

For a person who has died, Wang Yan understands one thing very well: being angry for others is definitely a stupid thing. If you transfer this anger to your family, it will be extremely stupid.

Arriving at the second floor, mother Li Xinlan returned

No rest.

Seeing her husband and Wang Yan come back together, she was a little surprised: "Dacai, why are you going? I've been looking for you for a long time."

Wang Dacai coughed twice: "Ah... I just went down to smoke a cigarette."

...

Back in the room, Wang Yan lay on the bed in a big shape, staring blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

Song Zhiwen lay on the bedside and checked the injury on Wang Yan's right hand.

Even though it was just a one centimeter long wound, she felt so sad that it felt like her palm had fallen off.

"drop!"

A slight mechanical sound echoed in the quiet master bedroom.

Both Wang Yan and Song Zhiwen are familiar with this kind of text message reminder tone, because they both set this kind of reminder tone.

Wang Yan's eyes lit up, and he had some kind of enlightenment in his heart.

He didn't turn on his phone in time, but made an excuse: "I'm suffocated..."

With that said, he quickly walked into the bathroom.

Opening the text message, it turned out to be from Qi Xiuquan!

The content is still very brief: Can you come to the school gate?

Wang Yan only hesitated for two seconds and then replied: "Okay, I'll be there soon!"

Then, he pretended to put the mobile phone to his ear, and while walking out of the bathroom, he said seriously: "What's going on? Brother Chao didn't drink much...Okay, okay, I'll go over and take a look.

one time....."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yan showed a look of anxiety on his face and said: "It was Ouyang who just sent me a message, saying that Zhang Chao was drunk and went to the hospital. I'm going to see what's going on..."

"ah!"

Song Zhiwen looked quite shocked: "He...he didn't drink much, either? He was still awake when we left!"

Wang Yan immediately replied: "After we left, he and Ouyang drank for a while. You also know that his drinking capacity is not big..."

As he said this, fearing that Song Zhiwen would suggest that he should follow him together, he picked up the key and ran out of the room.

After Wang Yan left, Song Zhiwen looked at the frosted glass of the bathroom and felt a little distracted.

After she saw Wang Yan walking in, she didn't go to the toilet at all. Instead, she picked up her phone to check messages and pressed the keyboard to reply...

He lied to himself.

Song Zhiwen was sitting on the bed, her legs curled up, her hands holding her legs, her head resting between her knees. She looked a little sad and lonely.

Compared to the loneliness of being alone in this moment, she was more afraid of another kind of loneliness, the loneliness of being abandoned.

Out of a woman's intuition, she felt that the person who sent Wang Yan the message was a girl. As for whether it was Ouyang Moli, she didn't know.

She actually didn't care much about who sent him the message. In fact, she hadn't looked through Wang Yan's phone.

But when she saw Wang Yan walk into the bathroom and couldn't wait to reply to the message, she couldn't describe her mood at that moment.

Shocked, panicked, lost, sad and even scared.

This extremely unreliable mood has never appeared before...

"The boy told me that he wanted to protect my dream..."

A pleasant ringtone disrupted Song Zhiwen's thoughts.

I picked up the phone and saw it was my uncle Qi Ming calling.

Before Song Zhiwen answered the call, she forced a smile.

"Hey, uncle, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Qi Ming's hearty laughter came from the mobile phone: "We are still drinking tea! I was just worried that Wang Yan drank too much, so I called to ask, have you gone home?"

"Just came back..."

Suddenly, Song Zhiwen seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly said: "You...are you drinking tea? Who are you?"

"Who else could it be? You and Wang Yan are gone, and only the four of us are left..."

Another man's joking voice came from the other end of the phone: "Okay, Mr. Qi, don't disturb the couple's rest, haha..."

Song Zhiwen was stunned for a moment because she heard it

, the owner of this voice is Zhang Chao.

But what Wang Yan told her before leaving was that Zhang Chao drank too much and was sent to the hospital...

"Then I won't disturb your rest, Wenwen, my uncle is dead... Wenwen? Wenwen??"

"ah!"

Song Zhiwen wiped her eyes and said hurriedly: "I'm listening, uncle."

"You...are you crying?"

Song Zhiwen quickly squeezed out another smile: "No, you heard wrong, uncle, I didn't cry! Okay, I...I'm going to rest, I'm going to die!"

...

In a wing of the Liulian Pavilion, Qi Ming listened to the blind tone coming from the phone, frowned slightly, and said to himself: "Did these two people quarrel?"

Ouyang Moli smiled: "You should believe in Wang Yan's ability. No matter how angry you are, you will be able to coax her back to good health the next day."

Qi Ming shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "I can't control the affairs of young people..."

At this time, a pleasant ringtone came from Ouyang Moli's mobile phone. When she saw the caller number, she was stunned because it was Wang Yan calling.

Ouyang Moli smiled: "Excuse me, I'll take a call."

.....

On the other side, after Wang Yan came out of the villa, he did not drive a Hummer, but his own Raptor.

As soon as he drove out of the villa complex, he felt an urge to urinate.

Hey!

Didn’t I just fucking pee...

Wang Yan's eyes suddenly shrank!

He remembered that when he went to the bathroom just now, he was anxious to reply to Qi Xiuquan's message and did not go to the bathroom.

He also knew one thing. The glass in the bathroom was made of frosted material. Although he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, he could still see the general outline.

In the past, when Song Zhiwen was taking a bath, he liked to lie on the bed and take a peek. The hazy feeling through the glass was unique.

Then...did Song Zhiwen realize this mistake?

Wang Yan frowned and carefully recalled the change in Song Zhiwen's expression just now...

He really noticed something unusual!

When she came out of the bathroom, Song Zhiwen's eyes were a little intriguing, as if...sad.

That’s right!

If he lied to her in front of her, she would definitely be sad!

After his brain worked rapidly for a moment, Wang Yan made a decisive decision and immediately called Ouyang Moli.

No matter whether his guess was correct or not, he had to make amends.

The time is not yet ripe, so Song Zhiwen must not let Song Zhiwen notice something fishy!

The call was quickly connected, and Wang Yan did not hesitate and said bluntly: "Ouyang, please send a text message to my mobile phone right now, just write like this..."

"Kekeke..."

After Ouyang Moli laughed for a while, she gloated: "How much trouble have you caused? You still need me to cooperate with you in acting. Besides, are you sure this routine can work!"

"Can you mind me? Just do as I say."

Ouyang Moli was noncommittal. Qi Mingcai and Song Zhiwen just talked on the phone. The latter also knew that Zhang Chao was drinking tea here. Wang Yan obviously didn't know about this.

However, she was not prepared to tell Wang Yan that if there was a quarrel, just quarrel! It would be better if the quarrel was louder!

As long as he is in a bad mood, he will definitely come to him for a drink and talk...

He immediately smiled and said, "Okay, I'll send it to you right away."

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It’s all written in such a boring way, how can it be worthy of people’s praise?

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